Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

"Meet you for the first time, everyone."

Without waiting for them to speak, David pulled the chair away and sat on it.

Snowman, Wesley, and Mobius stood behind him, like bodyguards, without any intention of taking a seat. It seemed that the reason why they appeared was to support David.

The faces of everyone in the meeting room were slightly gloomy.

Tom Manning scolded: "David Fisk, you must learn to be polite when facing some seniors."

"Courtesy is not a requirement in the face of those of you who want to usurp the success of others."

David's eyes sharpened, he scanned the faces of everyone present, and finally landed on Tom Manning, and said slowly: "Especially you, Mr. Tom Manning."

Tom Manning's face darkened.

"If I'm not mistaken, you have been dismissed now, and have nothing to do with the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau."

David had a half-smile: "Why are you sitting in this room? To be honest, I don't care at all. All I care about is that if you want to be a nail in my eye, don't blame me for pulling out your nail."

Some words made no secrets.

Tom Manning's face changed slightly, and he heard a strong threat from David's words.

David's apparent identity is quite impressive.

Mafia bosses, well-known entrepreneurs, superhero Batman, scientists, military collaborators, and even members of S.H.I.E.L.D.

A string of identities makes it impossible to ignore every word that comes out of his mouth.

The Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau belongs to another system. Although it is said that it is not compatible with David's many identities on the surface, it does not mean that David's influence cannot be exerted at the Gauguin level.

"Are you threatening me?"

Tom Manning suppressed his anger: "Even though I am no longer the director of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau, I still have a say in the affairs of the bureau. I am the person who knows this department best, no one else."

"It was our unanimous decision to rehire Tom Manning as a consultant to the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense, so he is qualified to sit here."

Mystery expert, Dr. Antonel chose to stand up and support the former director: "I hope this can answer your inner doubts."

"Of course, as seniors in the bureau, you do have such qualifications."

David was kind and kind, his eyes swept around, his tone was calm, but the content revealed aggressiveness: "However, as the director of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau, I am also qualified to fire all of you."

"Chief?"

Everyone in the conference room looked at each other.

"Who appointed it? Why haven't we been notified?"

Tom Manning panicked, feeling that David's tone was serious, and he didn't seem to be lying, and asked in a deep voice: "David, you'd better not talk nonsense, otherwise we are qualified to punish you on behalf of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau .”

"Sorry, according to the documents in my hand, I'm afraid you don't have the qualifications."

As soon as David reached out, Snowman took out an official appointment document from the briefcase he was carrying, and threw it on the conference table.

With a sense of foreboding, Tom Manning opened the file and petrified on the spot.

Seeing this, someone snatched the document, glanced at it a few times, his face twitched, and his eyes were extremely gloomy.

They couldn't believe that their meticulous preparation would usher in such an ending.

David makes a decision that surprises everyone.

He didn't show affection at all, he just overturned the table and set up a new table.

In this way, the person sitting next to the table changed naturally.

"Out of sympathy for the elderly, you are being dismissed early."

David smiled and said: "Of course, the due retirement benefits and compensation will not be less. This is what you have deserved over the years. I would like to thank everyone for their efforts. I will lead the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau to move forward and strive for everyone's benefits." Approved."

"How dare you do that?!"

Just as Tom Manning fell into a stupor, before he could speak, Dr. Antonel next to him couldn't help scolding: "You really think that if you fire us, you can get what you want and control everything? Let me tell you, without us, no one will You are the Lord!"

"It's ok."

David still downplayed it: "The most important thing I have under my staff is people who work."

Everyone suddenly thought that David was not only a gangster, but also an entrepreneur, and had a good relationship with all parties.The point is, one of the bodyguards standing behind him is also a member of the vampire Washington clan.

Thinking of this, the faces of several people were ashen, and they realized that they had miscalculated the situation, which led to all the hard work for so many years in vain.

"Haha."

At this time, Dr. Howard Eaton, who had been silent all this time, laughed a few times: "That's fine, Professor Bloom is dead, and I should retire too... This is very good, David Fisk, you impress me, I hope You can really lead the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau forward as you promised."

After all, he got up and left without hesitation in the surprised, angry, or helpless eyes of the people around him, with a trace of relief on his back.

David stared at the man with interest.

To the best of his knowledge, Howard Eaton was the only senator who did not sign the joint petition to the President.

To put it bluntly, he has no hostility towards himself.

For such a person, David didn't mind being friendly, so he nodded and watched the other person leave.

Immediately afterwards, he refocused his attention on the old stubborn headed by Tom Manning.

"Everyone, let's go, don't send it off!"

With a firm tone, he issued the order to evict the guest without hesitation.

Tom Manning put away the ashen look on his face, and exchanged deep glances with David.

"Let's go, after today, we will be a member of the retirement group."

He laughed self-deprecatingly.

I have thought about my retirement life countless times, but I didn't expect that when this day comes, I will be driven away from the place where I have struggled, so I am in such a state of embarrassment.

David watched the few people leave with a calm expression.

A moment later, he called a short meeting of all current agents within the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation and Defense.

On the stage.

David stands in the center, the Yeti is by his side, and Wesley and Morbius are on the other side.

All of them looked serious.

"Long story short."

"I'm your new director, David Fisk, and you can call me Batman, it doesn't matter."

"I'm standing here, and I only want to emphasize one thing—if you don't obey me, get out of here, don't let me drive you away, otherwise the situation will not be so good, and I can swear that you must be the one who suffers .”

David spoke lightly, showing a tough stance.

Everyone in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, falling silent like a cicada, falling into dead silence.

They have been notified that all the senior figures in the bureau have submitted applications for retirement.

David is in charge.

Everyone knows that the current Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau, under David's Thunder method, has already been named Fisk.

The short will be over.

In the director's office, David communicates with the snowman.

"Mr. Deputy Director, the small matters are dealt with, and the main meal is next. Listen carefully, I must not miss a word of what I want to say next."

This sentence made Snowman couldn't help frowning.

Hearing the word "dinner" from David's mouth was inexplicably palpitating.

Then he didn't speak, but pricked up his ears.

"Find someone, keep an eye on him, and report his movements to me at any time."

"Who?"

"Johnny Blazer."

"What are the characteristics?"

Snowman froze for a moment, as if he had thought of someone, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not realistic. Seeing David's strange expression, he asked in surprise, "There can't be only one name, right?"

"Do not."

David smiled and said, "I know you must have thought of someone just now, yes, that is Johnny Blazer, the most famous stunt star in the United States, it is very important to keep an eye on him."

"You want me to stare at a star?"

Snowman showed an incredulous expression, puzzled: "Is there something wrong with him?"

"Remember why I was on the wanted list of the Paranormal Investigation and Defense Bureau at the beginning?"

"Because you were taken by the devil."

"good."

David nodded: "So you already know why, I'll let you keep an eye on Johnny Blazer."

"Watfa!"

Snowman's face darkened, his brows were tightly frowned, and he always felt an ominous premonition: "Who is this time? It won't be more difficult to deal with than Ogdu Gerhard, right?"

David didn't speak, just shrugged.

Snowman's face became more and more ugly.

David was about to speak when he was interrupted by the snowman.

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it anymore, if I keep listening, I should write an epitaph for myself."

Snowman took a deep breath: "I just became the deputy director, and I don't want to do such an unlucky thing."

"Don't worry, it stands to reason that there will be no danger just by staring at him."

"I believe it."

Snowman took a deep breath, turned and left, and when he walked out of the room, he turned and gave David a middle finger: "fxxk you!"

David retaliated with virtue and sent the snowman a blessing:

"congratulations!"

Chapter 176 New Instance Ghost Rider!Weapons Expo!

boom!

Watching Snowy slam the door out, David sighed.

At this time, Wesley and Mobius had already embarked on their return journey to New York after claiming the identity of an agent of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau.

David can't go back for a while.

As the director of the Supernatural Investigation and Defense Bureau, and the headquarters of this department is located in the political center of the United States, at least when you first take over a new job, you should not leave your job immediately or hand over all the work to your subordinates.

It takes a while to pretend.

What's more, David isn't just trying to put on a show right now—he's really in trouble again.

"Ugh!"

David looked at the system text that only he could see.

[Dungeon: Ghost Rider]

【Your identity: David Fisk】

As mentioned before, if the dungeon's random identity is his own, it means that there will be an inexplicable causal relationship imposed on him.

The lower limit and upper limit are both high, and the trouble is big.

Apparently the same is true this time.

[Your excellent performance defeated the ancient demon, Ogdu Gerhard's conspiracy, which made Mephisto, a powerful demon who is the lord of hell, laugh at his opponent, and appreciate you very much.

Mephisto decided to take you for his own use, and then you will face a huge temptation from the dimension of hell.

Those who stare into the abyss, the abyss will stare back...]

A simple line of explanation made David feel the sudden and huge trouble.